Supreme Demon

The fifth hundred thirty-five chapter seven color holy gold source

Ancient mystery is also full of horror.

Three days have passed, and Ling Feng and Ye Xinran have gradually entered the depths of ancient times. On this road, they have experienced several disasters. Don’t say Liu Shushu, even Qin Ao They almost died on the road.

For example, when they leapt into a big river, the river water suddenly burst into a big fish, and the whole body was red gold. There was a pair of wings behind it, which was faster than Jinpeng. It was a golden lightning and directed at the dragon lion. And go.

This scene happened too fast, so that Lingfeng did not respond to the time, but fortunately Ye Xinran found in time, her knife flashed in the palm of the hand, faster than the golden big fish, blocked in front of the dragon lion.

With a bang, the golden fish was killed.

At this point, all the talents were cautious, and the spirits of Ling Feng were all exuded, extending to the radius of the three-mile range. Even the three feet of the ground were not let go, and it was a bit sloppy, and he would immediately be perceived by him. The snake is a fine monster, and he has nothing to lose.

For example, when they leapt to a mountain, everyone’s attention was on the mountain. However, at this moment, a cloud suddenly flew out of the sky, and the air was super horrible. The mysterious atmosphere of the heavens and the earth was all blasted, and even the mountain peak swayed violently.

It was strange. Everyone didn't know what it was, but they quickly rushed out. Even Ye Xinran was full of dignity. He picked up Liu Shushu and flew out of the cloud.

"Boom..."

When the cloud fell, the mountain peak was cut off by dozens of feet, and the stone was rolling. In the turbulent ripples, it turned into dust. Although Lingfeng and Ye Xinran dodge very quickly, Qin Ao was still a slow step. It was affected by the cloud and the injury was very heavy.

Fortunately, Ling Feng refines the "such as Nirvana" as blood Dan, so that his injury healed, otherwise, with his seriously injured body, it is impossible to live out of the ancient Tibetan.

Bloody all the way!

Although Ling Feng is not willing to admit it, but it is unfortunate that he was remarked by Ye Xinran. The most helpless thing for him is that his luck is extremely bad. He is dangerous several times along the way. If there is no Ye Xinran, he is estimated to be gone. To the depths of ancient times.

"Mom!" Ling Feng’s heart was awkward.

As the saying goes, Cheng also ancient Wu robbery, defeat also ancient Wu robbery, he can foresee the future cultivation path, must be full of thorns, and he is also worried that this time the ancient Tibetan, will not really enter the door of life and death Right?

Soon after, they entered a ruin, and the purpose was to break the wall and wreckage, and piled up hills, and in it, from time to time, they would see one or two white bones. They were too baptized by the years. After a gust of wind, it turned into fly ash.

“It used to be a city.” Ye Xinran looked around and said softly.

"It is also a battlefield in ancient times." Ling Feng added that this city is a hundred miles wide, but it is magnificent, but now it has collapsed completely. Even Wushen can't resist the polishing of time, let alone a city.

However, in the ruins, there are too many bones. It is conceivable that there must have been an earth-shattering battle that directly destroyed the city.

"That is a top sacred soldier." Tsundere's eye pointed and found a rusty old sword. When it wanted to take it, it only touched the debris.

The sacred smashed.

"Hey, that's a weapon of Wuzun class!" At this time, Liu Shushu also screamed. She saw a very ordinary fan. Although it was broken, there was still a Wu Zun class weapon. Some breath.

"Unfortunately, it has been abolished." Qin Ao regretted a sigh.

"What happened in the first place?" Ling Feng frowned. He always felt that it was not simple here. It could make a city battle, even Wu Zun was killed. What is it?

Can't figure it out.

This is the doubt of all people. The anti-God who has been in the wild for many years wants to know that the ancient times have been buried in the years, and many things have become a mystery, and the results can never be known.

They flew past, and even the Wuzun weapons were decaying. In this ruin, there was absolutely no other treasure besides the herbs, but unfortunately, they did not smell any medicine when they came along. This also means that the original battle was completely destroyed, and even the herbs were not left behind.

"Immersed in ancient times, it is also related to the ancient warriors. If possible, I will find a way to find the answer." Ye Xinran sighed, so many powerful ancient warriors, either killed or disappeared, let Guwu also be People are left behind, and now they are thinking about picking up, but it is already very difficult.

"When Guwu shocked Shenwu, I believe that all mysteries will be solved." Ling Feng nodded and said what kind of glory had been seen in the ancient times that had been known from the anti-God, and it was like a silk flower. In the same way, just a very short time, it ended.

"I hope you can live." Ye Xinran looked at Ling Feng deeply.

"..." Ling Feng suddenly did not know what to say.

The people have moved forward for ten miles, and they are already entering the depths of the ancient times. Here, the beasts and the beasts will be stunned by the seven or eight sacred beasts. It is not a two-headed, it is probably a group, even Ye Xinran They are deeply troublesome.

Times of Day.

Everyone crossed a large mountain range and got a lot of herbs in it. Most of them were able to survive from ancient times. Most of them are holy medicines. There are many Wuzun-level herbs, which makes Lingfeng more confident in the alchemy.

Then they entered an extremely concealed area where the earth dried up, the river dried up, and the cracked ground, like a riddled paper, more like a spider web.

"I'm not right." Ye Xinran stopped and looked to the depths of the hidden area.

"Yes, it's not right."

Ling Feng also groaned, it was extraordinarily quiet, not even a monster, when they first came in, they found the problem of the ground, and the more they went, the more dry the ground, the more the essence of the earth Was taken the same.

"There is something inside!" said the proud bird.

"Go in!"

Ye Xinran is not moving, can make the square twenty miles into such a thing, it is estimated that the thing is extraordinary, of course, it may be something terrible.

"It seems... no?" After about three miles, Ling Feng looked amazed.

"What's wrong?" Ye Xinran asked.

"Nothing." Ling Feng shook his head. There was a kind of speculation in his heart, but it was not sure enough. He didn't want to say it and let everyone down.

"Whizzing……"

Soon after, everyone flew up and rushed inside.

Surrounded by many ancient trees, the sun was dimmed in the mountains and rivers, and only a little penetrated.

At this moment, Ling Feng, Ye Xinran and others are standing above a canyon, their eyes release the color of the hustle and finally see the things that make the earth crack.

Among the canyons, a small pool of colorful sources shines with dazzling light, only one square in the vertical and horizontal directions, no medicinal fragrance, because this is not a herb, nor a holy source, for the military, its value is not Big, but for physical repair, it is the supreme treasure.

"Really it!" Ling Feng's eyes have to fall, and the tide is tidal.

“What the **** is this?” Liu Shushu asked excitedly. “Can you eat?”

"..."

Ling Feng’s face was black and he shook his head and said, “This is not a holy source, nor is it something that ordinary people can swallow. It is a seven-color holy source.”

"Seven color holy source? What is that?" Lian Yunxi could not help but ask.

"Refining relics!"

Ling Feng said excitedly. "Before I guessed that it would be such a sacred object, it is rare to see the essence of the heavens and the earth. It is rare in the Shenwu continent, and this seven-color holy source is one of them."

The seven-color holy gold source is very similar to Taiyi Zhenshui. Both can quench the body and the same hegemony. However, it is also different. If the water is too much, it will be like the previous wind--hanging.

The seven-color holy gold source is even more awkward, and the body repair can be refined. However, if the strength is not enough, it may be swallowed up, and its own power will be turned into a part of the seven-color holy source.

"So perverted!" Under the explanation of Ling Feng, everyone can't help but scream, even Wu Sheng may not be able to resist it, will be sucked alive, who dare to swallow?

"The origin of the seven-color holy gold source is very mysterious. It is said that the heavenly liquid is formed after the essence of seven kinds of holy gold. It contains the sacred temperament. If it can be refining, the flesh and blood will be comparable to the holy gold. Immortal, you can shoot the holy soldiers with a slap."

"Silk..."

Everyone is moved, this is simply a matter of against the sky. If it is done, it is absolutely possible to traverse the Wusheng realm, and even Wu Zun must be timid.

"This is the holy thing necessary for the Eucharist!" Ling Feng suppressed the excitement of his heart, and said the voice dull.

The spirit and the Eucharist are like a sacred divide. One step is low-lying, one step is the broad sky, even if it is only the initial realization of the Eucharistic realm, the death of Wu Sheng is like the death of ants, the opponent of the Eucharist is Wu Zun.

"There is a pool of seven-color holy gold source, enough for me to honed in the Eucharistic stage." Ling Feng flew down the canyon, looking obsessively at the pool of seven-color holy gold source.

"Can we not eat?" The heart of the proud bird has been speeding up. The big chance is in front of it, but the result can only be watched. How does it make it suffer?

"Also." Ling Feng said with a smile.

“Really?” The proud bird is excited.

"If you are not afraid of death." Ling Feng added another sentence.

"..."

If it hits the wind, he must have his eyes black and green, even the birds are bullied, and there is no interest.